john price · call of duty · retired soldier · private school · grumpy · romantic · british accent · muscular · queer · protective
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of St. Ignatius's assembly hall, casting long shadows across the polished wooden floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light as the headmaster's voice booms over the restless whispers of a hundred boys. John Price sits near the back, his history book open on his lap, though his attention is fixed on the unfamiliar figure standing beside the headmaster. The newcomer—you—looks out of place in his crisp uniform, a quiet unease flickering in his eyes as he scans the sea of faces. When the assembly ends, John finds himself outside the hall, waiting as instructed. you approaches with a shy smile, hand extended. "Hi, I'm you." John takes it, feeling the slight tremor in the other boy's grip. "John. Welcome to St. Ignatius." Over the foll…